CHAPTER 88

Sebastian was leaning against the SUV, wearing his dark blue hoodie with the hood flipped over his head. When he saw me, his smile immediately faded. "Are you-" "-I'm fine. I'm great, actually. It's just hard, you know? But I can't imagine myself staying; I really...really want to leave." He nodded, then knocked on the driver's door. The driver walked out of the car and took my two duffel bags and put them in the trunk. Sebastian looked down at my hand and chuckled. "Flippy?" He asked. I...